C19 Beast Cage

When Zhao Yang saw with his own eyes that Duomu's star dust vortex, which represented the Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage, had turned from light black to pure black, his heart began to beat violently. Zhao Yang felt his limbs go cold, and his scalp went numb!

This brat, whose fur hadn't even fully grown, had actually reached the peak of the Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage realm. Moreover, looking at his appearance, he was completely a young boy who had just reached adulthood. His strength had actually surpassed him by two whole stages!

The Star Dust Stage realm had a total of nine revolutions, and each revolution was divided into the early stages. The middle stage, the late stage. Four stages of the peak. As the amount of dark energy stored in your body increases, The further you go, the harder it will be to improve. Every time you improve, the difference will be like heaven and earth. Zhao Yang had already reached the early Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage realm, even in his strongest form. He was only at the peak of the Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage realm. He was still two stages away from the peak!

Don't underestimate these two stages. The further he went, the harder it would be for him to improve. Every upgrade required a large amount of resources and perseverance. Every upgrade was not easy. Although they were all at the seventh revolution, the gap between them was comparable to the difference between heaven and earth. Therefore, Zhao Yang wanted to challenge the peak of the seventh revolution with his mere early stage strength. It was simply a pipe dream!

However, there was no absolute. There was a group of people in this universe. Each of them was around the same age, and the oldest was only in his early twenties. However, these young men were at least at the peak of the Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage realm. These young men were all proud sons of heaven from different planets, and every single one of them was at the peak of the Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage realm. Each of them could ignore the limitations of their level and challenge those at a higher level. These people were called Chosen Ones. Not only were they strong, but they could also challenge those of a higher level. The Starshine was also of different shapes and forms, and it possessed formidable might!

Zhao Yang believed that he was not one of those lunatics. He had no chance of winning against Duomu, who was at the peak of the seventh transition.

"Run!"

Zhao Yang turned around and ran without hesitation. At this moment, the dark aura surged all over his body, completely activating all of his potential. He used all the power to activate his potential to run at this moment. His speed was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was going to run out of the second floor.

The current Zhao Yang did not have the demeanor of an expert just now. He had angered a peak seventh transition expert. Being able to keep his life was already a blessing. The dignity of an expert, that was bullshit!

"Where do you want to go?"

Before Zhao Yang could run for even half a second, he heard the lazy voice that had been speaking in his ear. That clear feeling was like Duomu whispering in Zhao Yang's ear.

"What?!"

Zhao Yang was shocked. It only took half a second. It only took him half a second to catch up to me!

Zhao Yang didn't have time to be surprised. Without thinking, he turned around. His arms were still in the shape of metal, and he raised his arms to protect his head.

As soon as Zhao Yang finished doing this, Duomu's fist came up to him. He punched at Zhao Yang's head, and the fist heavily hit Zhao Yang's arms.

With a cracking sound, it was the sound of metal being deformed. Zhao Yang's arms were deeply dented, forming a fist-sized hole. Zhao Yang sucked in a breath of cold air and wailed in pain. But before Zhao Yang could react, Duomu's fist continued to hit him.

Duomu's eyes were red, and his face was ferocious. He looked like he had gone mad as he crazily punched at Zhao Yang. His fist was like a storm, continuously smashing against Zhao Yang's steel arms. Every punch contained the strength of Duomu's peak seventh revolution. Every punch could create a fist-sized hole on Zhao Yang's arms.

Zhao Yang couldn't do anything. He could only hold on. The surrounding Soul Clan looked as if they had seen a ghost. They were all dumbstruck. They didn't know what expression to use to face the current situation.

Today, Duomu had brought them too much shock. Now, they were even numb to it. These two outsiders who had suddenly intruded into this planet had no fear in front of their supreme Creator. They could even beat up these god-like humans. Just who were they?

When they saw Zhao Yang getting beaten up by Duomu, the Soul Clan looked at each other as if they wanted to say something, but in the end, they lowered their heads in silence.

"What's wrong with all of you? Haven't these guys been bullying you all the time? Why do you guys look unhappy at all?"

Xiaojiu did not understand and asked the Soul Clan who was in the form of a nozzle next to her.

The Soul Clan in the form of a nozzle raised its head timidly and looked at Xiaojiu. It then looked around at the other companions around it. It seemed like it wanted to say something but wanted to say something.

Seeing this, Xiaojiu smiled at the little guy, "Just say whatever you want to say. We will stand up for you!"

Xiaojiu understood. From what she saw on the way, it could be seen that the status of these little guys here was definitely very low. They were the lowest level of labor. They all listened to the humans here, listened to the so-called Artisans, and worked hard for those humans for a long time. If this went on for a long time, they would have a kind of innate respect towards humans.

So Xiaojiu tried to make her words appear gentle but it was very obvious that it would have an effect. It was not much. These little fellows all saw Xiaojiu's terrifying appearance just now. Everyone kept their distance from her and did not dare to raise their heads to look when they were talking to her.

"Can you let him go just like that?! After much hesitation, the little guy in the shape of a jet finally made up his mind and said their request.

Xiaojiu slightly frowned," You have to think it through. There are not many opportunities to beat him up. Moreover, I discovered that these guys did not treat you guys as their lives at all. They all treat you guys as tools! "

"We know. The nozzle nodded, "We know that they are just using us as tools. But we still want you to let them go. No matter how bad they are, These humans, they have indeed given us life. They are like our parents, so... It is enough to teach them a lesson. There is no need to take their lives. "

The Soul Clan disciples who lowered their heads and did not speak just now also raised their bodies and looked at Xiaojiu pitifully.

Looking at their pleading eyes, Xiaojiu sighed helplessly. She turned her head and said loudly to the raging Duomu and Zhao Yang who was about to be beaten to death by Duomu, "Stupid big brother, if you continue to fight, I will ignore you!"

"Swoosh!"

Duomu's fist, which was about to hit Zhao Yang's face again, suddenly stopped when it was still a few centimeters away from Zhao Yang's nose. Duomu's red eyes and ferocious expression disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had happened. He still had the same lazy expression on his face as he looked at Xiaojiu. Immediately, he smiled seductively and said to Xiaojiu with the most gentle tone, "Alright. I won't hit him anymore. I promise I won't touch him at all."

Zhao Yang's pig head face looked at Duomu who had a charming smile on his face. Finally, he passed out. At the last moment, Zhao Yang began to doubt his life. "I was actually beaten up by this guy. How could he beat me up so easily? How terrible is he, who is not even as good as him? "

With the last trace of regret, Zhao Yang fainted.

Seeing that the raging Duomu finally stopped, all the Soul Clan on the second floor let out a sigh of relief.

All of these actions were seen by Xiaojiu. Xiaojiu could only sigh helplessly. These little fellows were still too soft-hearted, but as victims, they did not intend to pursue this matter. Xiaojiu and the rest could not interfere too much. Right now, everything on this planet had not been figured out yet. It was too early to judge who was right and who was wrong, so Xiaojiu chose to continue watching. It was not too late to decide who was right and who was wrong after figuring out all the forms on this planet.

"Thank you. All the Soul Clan people thanked Xiaojiu in unison. They thanked Xiaojiu for her kindness. Xiaojiu did not mind and waved her hand, "Don't worry about it. We are about to leave this place. If someone asks, please do not expose our whereabouts. As for the rest, just answer truthfully."

Those Soul Clan knew that they were changing their direction to protect themselves. After all, if the higher-ups asked and none of them could answer, with their status, they would definitely be crushed into a machine. They did not expect this young lady to be so attentive. All of these Soul Clan burst into tears and looked at Xiaojiu with eyes full of admiration.

Duomu saw that Xiaojiu was in a good mood and quickly came over. He asked Xiaojiu with a fawning smile, "How is it? I did pretty well, didn't I?"

"Just so-so."

When he heard that it was this result, Duomu immediately felt like a deflated ball. He almost wrote the depression on his face.

Looking at Duomu's appearance, Xiaojiu could not bear to see him. She could only open her mouth and say, "I'll pass for now. When I get back, I'll make a feast for you!"

When Duomu heard that, he immediately beamed and happily rubbed Xiaojiu's hair.

"Where are you going next?"

The nozzle suddenly asked curiously. He was more curious than afraid of these two mysterious guys.

Hearing the nozzle's question, Duomu finally realized that there was a nozzle talking. The surrounding Soul Clan people had been looking at him the whole time. Duomu's face instantly turned red like a monkey's butt. However, he was so thick-skinned that he adjusted himself after being shy for a while.

"We're going to the third floor. By the way, what's on the third floor?"

When the Soul Clan heard this, their expressions changed drastically. They looked at Duomu seriously. After thinking for a long time, they slowly said, "The third floor. We call it the" Beast Cage. "It's the most dangerous place in this factory."